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As for Barton, the subsequent morning hours brought sleep and sleep only the sort of sleep that fairly souses the senses in oblivion, weighing the limbs with lead, the brain with stupor, till the sleeper rolls out from under the load at last like one half paralyzed with cramp and helplessness.Surely nothing has happened to moon book end make you change your mind about Nunko Nono? And good old John Ellbertson? Oh no Father, said little Eve Edgarton.Swiftly her father came running to her side.Lordy! There'll be more than forty men after her for to morrow night! Smith! Arnold! Hudson! Hazeltine! Who are you moon book end betting will get her? I'M BETTING THAT I WILL! crashed every brutally competitive male instinct in Barton's body.There's hardly a woman you meet these days who hasn't got rouge on her cheeks, but a man's got to go back two generations, I guess, if he wants to find one that's got any flour on her nose! Flour on her nose? interrupted the sharper voice.Vaguely, unrecognizingly then, for the first time, her heavy eyes sensed the hotel proprietor's presence and worried their way across the tearful ladies moon book end to Barton's harrowed face.Very quietly little Eve Edgarton shut the door again and came back into the middle of her room and stood there hesitatingly for an instant.In her briefest glance she saw that he was no moon book end one whom she knew, but in the throbbing witchery of the moment he seemed to her suddenly like her only friend in the world.H Then interruptingly from outside the window he heard the click of chairs hitching a bit nearer together.And he stalked off into his own room, slamming the moon book end door behind him.Yet even now in the almost complete isolation of her surroundings the old inherent bashfulness swept over her again and warred chaotically with her insistent purpose.Sst! moon book end whispered one voice.
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